The Secret Diary of a Sadist Domina Pt 2

Part 2 – Creating the Perfect Arselicker
A real life Mistress close to The English Mansion (but who wishes to remain anonymous) is going to let us into her secret exploits with these regular blog entries.

I absolutely love having my arsehole licked and so nothing is more gratifying than to put my slave to work pleasuring my rosebud for hours on end. Sometimes, I read or watch TV feeling his hard working tongue lapping away, (and it better be hard working or as he well knows, the cane will come and visit his backside). Obviously it’s convenient after a trip for one’s toilet but also as a supremely erotic experience that gets my pussy wet, ready for his tongue or even his cock, if I feel the need.

My current personal slave, however, has been rather a disappointing arse licker – I inspected his mouth only to discover that his tongue was rather small and insignificant. At first I gave him exercises, then I devised a mouth gag I constructed with additional thin sticks that pulled his tongue out, to try and stretch it. I made him wear it for 30 minutes in the morning and then again in the evening, but was still disappointed with the results. He was instructed to wear it while doing his kitchen chores, he must do all the washing up, clean the surfaces and floor while totally naked wearing only a tiny, rather comical, frilly apron that only just covers his bits. (He’s a very conscientious domestic slave, yesterday the kitchen was gleaming and I just walked in and p’d on the floor. I told him he had five minutes to clean it up but could use nothing but his body 🙂 I digress ). Anyway, watching him with this new giant dental-like head device with his tongue pulled right out was so wicked, especially when I had female guests over. We’d maybe add a few pegs to the tongue, run some hot chillies around his lips and once, dropped hot wax right inside his totally immobilised mouth and onto his tongue.

I therefore decided more desperate measures were needed. I took him along to our local tattoo and piercing shop (ours has a very sexy Goth girl there who does the piercing) and much to his embarrassment, I explained the problem of his inadequate tongue. I also enjoyed strongly hinting at his other ‘deficiencies’ (the trouser department) thus my need for more satisfactory tongue action! Actually his cock is quite good but why miss out on the chance for some delicious public humiliation – I was quite wet watching his little cheeks redden. This is not his first visit to the shop, last time I brought him in for a tongue piercing and insisted on him having their largest stud, as I had heard that it is divine for oral sex. (Oh and yes it is!)

Anyway, I explained that I had heard of a procedure whereby the frenulum under the tongue can be cut allowing at least another inch of tongue to protrude from the mouth. She said it was a simple enough operation, he was summarily put in the chair and both of us bore down on him, her with the laser and me watching his eyes for the pain that was to come. Afterwards, as we left I reminded him that my pleasure was paramount and that I hoped from now on his tongue would be working harder and getting deeper for me.
His mouth is now healed and as I write the entry for this blog on my laptop, he is working away at my delicate rosebud, I have a chair where part of the seat his missing and his face fits nicely in the gap. I am trying out the fruits of his labours and yes it certainly has been worth all his pain for my pleasure.

To read the other entires – click on the Category below ‘Dominatrix Diary’.